Traveling through time and space to achieve a well-off life with your family

At this moment, the world consciousness in the outer world was flying up and down anxiously. Suddenly, it felt someone appear behind it. Before it could be surprised, it saw Banmu stretched out his hands and grabbed it directly, and asked with gritted teeth: "Xiaomo... can't move now! Is there any way to make him recover?"

The world consciousness was shocked. Is it too late? Seeing that Banmu's hands were getting tighter and tighter, and the power was getting stronger and stronger, it seemed that the world consciousness was about to be crushed and dissipated. The world consciousness hurriedly shouted: "Don't kill me! I will help you find a way, please don't kill me!"

"Then tell me! Is there any way to make him recover!" Ban Mu's eyes were wide open and he stared at the world consciousness fiercely, as if fire was about to come out of his eyes.

"I... I will go ask other world consciousnesses for you... see if they have any solutions..." The world consciousness was frightened and its voice unconsciously became much smaller.

Banmu was not satisfied with this answer. He tightly grasped the world consciousness and threatened: "If anything happens to Xiaomo, you will never see me again!"

“!!!!” The world consciousness was terrified and shouted, “I’ll go check it out right away! I’ll go check it out right away!”

So, Ban Mu hurried down to the underworld with the world consciousness. When they arrived, they saw Cheng Mo lying quietly on the bed, staring at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Xiao Mo!" Ban Mu was extremely anxious. He quickly threw away his world consciousness, rushed to the bedside, held Cheng Mo's hand tightly, and asked with concern: "Xiao Mo, I'm back. How do you feel now?"

Cheng Mo heard Ban Mu's voice and looked at him and blinked hard.

The world consciousness approached cautiously, looked at Cheng Mo's expression, and asked doubtfully: "Cheng Mo...you...really can't move..."

Cheng Mo was still blinking, as if he wanted to convey some information, but the world consciousness was completely confused. Because there was no telepathy between them, they really couldn't understand Cheng Mo's intentions.

The world consciousness secretly complained in its heart, what should it do? It turned around anxiously, thinking hard about what Cheng Mo wanted to express, while Banmu watched Cheng Mo nervously, afraid of missing any subtle changes.

"So have you come up with a solution now?" Ban Mu turned his head, stared at the world consciousness sharply, and asked.

"Ugh!" The world consciousness was shocked. It had no idea what to do now!

"Could it be that you have been deceiving me all along?" Banmu threatened in a bad tone.

"No, no, no, no, no, no!!!" The world consciousness was terrified and retreated repeatedly, fearing that Banmu would harm it. However, it never expected that Banmu would wave his hand mercilessly and grab it tightly in an instant.

"Hmph, in that case, don't blame me for being ruthless, just go and accompany..." Ban Mu hadn't finished his words when he suddenly felt a slight pulling sensation at his hand. He looked down in astonishment and saw Cheng Mo's fingers pulling his hand with difficulty.

"Xiao Mo!" Ban Mu shouted in surprise, then released his world consciousness, tightly grasped Cheng Mo's hand, and asked anxiously, "Have you recovered?"

Unfortunately, Cheng Mo still hadn't recovered at this moment, but he could open his mouth now. He blinked, opened his mouth with all his strength, and uttered a faint sound: "Don't..."

Ban Mu was heartbroken. He hugged Cheng Mo tightly in his arms and said softly, "Don't you want me to hurt it?"

Cheng Mo blinked, and the world consciousness that had escaped the disaster turned pale with fear. It looked at Cheng Mo tremblingly. When it saw Cheng Mo pleading for it, it hurriedly and carefully said as if it had been pardoned: "I'm sorry... I know I was wrong, I'm really sorry... I can compensate you... Please forgive me..."

However, Banmu was not moved at all. He glanced at the world consciousness coldly and said in a cold tone: "All you can do now is to make Xiaomo move! Otherwise, everything is off the table!"

The world consciousness was speechless, with an awkward expression on its face, secretly complaining in its heart. Because this request was really difficult for it, but it didn't dare to refuse directly, so it had to bite the bullet and weakly suggested: "How about this, since Cheng Mo's catastrophe has already arrived, it can rain now, I will go and make it rain! I hope this can make up for my mistake a little bit..."

After saying this, it was afraid that Banmu would say something difficult to deal with again, so it quickly floated outside and began to prepare for rain.

Banmu still hugged Cheng Mo tightly, his heart filled with endless guilt and self-blame. He gently stroked Cheng Mo's face, gently brushed the hair off his face, gazed at him affectionately, and murmured to himself: "Xiaomo... It's all my fault, I hurt you... If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be like this now..."

Cheng Mo struggled hard and wanted to speak, but his weak body made him only able to utter a faint sound: "No..."

The two of them hugged each other, immersed in each other's warmth. At this moment, there was a sudden earth-shattering roar outside, followed by thunder. The two people in the house raised their heads at the same time, only to hear various noisy sounds coming from outside one after another.

"It's thundering?! Is that really thunder?!"

"It's true! It's thundering! Is it going to rain?!"

"Is it going to rain?!"

"It's raining! Hahahaha! It's raining!"

Along with the roars, cheers rose one after another and became louder and louder.

Cheng Mo was lying on the bed, and when he heard the noise coming from outside, his tears could not help but fall down, even though he could not move at this moment. He looked at Ban Mu beside him with joy, blinked at him, and said softly, "Rain..."

Banmu turned his head and looked out the window. "It's raining, Xiaomo, don't worry."

The rain was heavy, with bean-sized raindrops falling one after another, hitting the dry and cracked ground, instantly splashing a thick layer of dust. However, in a flash, the dust was submerged by the pouring rain, and the hot air in the air gradually dissipated, replaced by waves of refreshing coolness. Many orcs rushed into the rain happily, enjoying the long-awaited rain.